A serpent of steel across the land, guiding iron steeds through countryside and city, uniting distant hearts with rhythmic clatter and jarring bellows.

You take me to go everywhere, I can be made of cobblestone, dirt, brick, concrete or paved. Or I can be less concrete and more cinematic, but lead to redemption or perhaps El Dorado.

I stand above towns, steady and tall, with bells that ring and clocks for all. In fairy tales a princess waits behind my stone walls, what am I that overlooks them all?

I am green but I am sweet what am I? do you know?

I exist so meetings that should have been emails can happen.